A gift. Many people already had it. You had it. Though you didn’t know what it was yet. You went to the school for the gifted but never fit in well. It was hard to make friends with basically superhero’s when you were just a seemingly ordinary person. You did have one consistent friend. Ishimi. She was cool. You liked her. A lot.

A familiar voice called out from behind you.

“{{user}}! How’s that gift of yours coming along..”